His hand made its way to my ass and his middle finger began to slide over my jeans in the middle of my crack. I could see his crotch and it had begun...to bulge.Since his bedroom had the door open, I went and closed it (with lock). I came back to him and this time he had backed his chair off the desk and was seating with his legs spread open. I sat on him and began to rub my cheeks against his hardened tool. By this time, my mentor Mr. x had taught me how to get him hard which worked fine in. All I was wearing was a frothy looking robe over string bikini panties so that didn't take long. I stood before her and waited as she reached to touch me, her fingers tracing a line from my navel, over the thin patch of trimmed hair and down over my mons until she slipped them between my wet lips. I gasped as she slid over my clit, and into my wet pussy. Slowly she moved them into me until her hand stopped her from going any further. Then she turned them and pulled them out, holding them to her. He had such a nice smile. “Glad you invited me.” I smiled back at him. He took my hand and pulled me inside. Everyone stopped talking when they saw I was here. I started to get nervous. By now he had let go of my hand and was talking to some other girl. She was pretty. Prettier than I am. I just stood there for a little bit before the host, Ashlee, turned down the music and started to talk. “Alright, people, it’s time to play spin the bottle.” Right then and there, I had wished I never would. “Amazing” – I excited at the beautiful, round, fleshy, big ass. It looked like two pots kept upside down on her back she walked to the bedroom the pots were tilting and it appeared like a cat walk of a fashion show. I was astonished. She removed her blouse too. I stared at her. My mom came close to me saying “why you are not showing your manhood” and pulled down my shorts. “Nice, big black with rosy head”and took it in her hand. “It is bigger than your dad’s” “Mom dad is old”. “Even at your age.